Cut ;
One cut , two cuts , three cuts , four ,
Someone's knocking at your door .
Five cuts , six cuts , seven cuts , eight ,
They don't realize it's too late .
Nine cuts , ten cuts , eleven cuts now ,
The door is open ; it's been knocked down .
Hover the blade over that twelfth cut's spot ,
The visitor frantically pleading you to stop .
They love you , they say .
They'll miss you , they say .
They care , they say .
But with every word the blade gets closer ,
They don't realize your life's already over .
It's been over for a while , you're just finalizing your death ,
The final cut is made ; that was your last breath .
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This is a crappy 5 minute poem thingy . . Um . . Yeah //: so * Amy update time * me & my boo thang are 2 months on Monday ^~^ but he doesn't have his phone soo I have no people whatsoever to talk to /-* ummmmm . . Brothers wedding in 2 weeks . . High school registration soon . . A lot going on //: but thanks so much for 5.7k reads ! I know I'm not on much , but ily all & DONT FORGET TO KIK ME @ HaiiItsAmy AND FOLLOW ME ON INSTAGRAM @ _twerkfortacobell_ ((((: LOVE YOU ALL , BYE !
